He placed the fruit plate in front of Su Qiao and turned to Ding Shaofeng and said, "Aren't you busy? Why don't you go back?"
Ding Shaofeng felt the coldness on him and quickly stood up: "Oh, yes, I still have some things to do today, so aunt, I will go back first."
"good."
Su Qiao waved at the other party in a good mood and said, "Come over and play when you have time."
Ding Jihan reached out and pulled her hand down, then sat down next to her: "You are too nice to him."
When she first met him, he was cold and heartless, and she even said she would just run over him. These days, he shamelessly stayed by her side, and she didn't have a good face towards him either.
Especially after returning from her hometown, she moved away quietly, obviously avoiding him, and it took him several days to find her.
Comparing the two, he couldn't stop feeling sour in his heart.
Su Qiao glanced at him sideways, picked up a piece of fruit and stuffed it directly into his mouth, stopping him from continuing to chatter endlessly.
He stood up, walked to the window and looked outside.
Ding Jihan ate the fruit happily, followed her to the window, and found that she was actually staring at Ding Shaofeng's back with a "focused" look, which made him feel jealous again.
He dressed up and sprayed perfume early this morning, but she didn't even give him a glance. Instead, she was chatting and waving to Ding Shaofeng.
"What's so good about him? He's just wearing white. If you like, I can wear it for you, and I guarantee it will look better than him."
Su Qiao: “…” Brother, are you here to make people laugh
She was just thinking about one thing, why would she care about whether the sportswear looked good or not
"I'm not looking at his clothes."
Su Qiao felt that this matter needed to be explained clearly. She didn't want to be labeled a slut for no reason.
Ding Shaofeng had already left the yard. Ding Jihan recalled what had just happened and suddenly bent his knees and lowered his body to keep himself parallel to Su Qiao.
"You're not looking at his clothes, are you looking at his butt?"
The location where her sight was aimed just now was probably that location.
Ding Jihan's face darkened: "What's so good about his butt? Is it as good as mine?"
"… "
Su Qiao was a little disheveled.
How did he come to the conclusion that she was looking at someone's butt
"Did you take the wrong medicine today?"
Why is she looking at other people's butts
Besides, does it matter whether a man’s butt is erect or not
"I was thinking about his background and the purpose of his coming to me today."
Afraid that he would say something scary again, Su Qiao decided to tell him the truth quickly.
"origin?"
"His mother and I were in the same orphanage when we were young. About eleven years ago, his parents were hunted down for embezzling money from the gang. I was there at the time and wanted to save his mother, but I ended up not being able to save her and ended up getting injured myself. Later, I adopted him."
Ding Jihan came here when he was injured.
If he had not arrived in time, we would not know what the final outcome would have been.
"Childhood sweethearts, relying on each other for life?"
Su Qiao raised her eyebrows, turned around and sat back on the sofa, continuing to eat her fruit.
Ding Jihan quickly explained: "We are not childhood sweethearts. His mother is 9 years older than me. When I was a child in an orphanage, she took care of me like a child."
"And these are not me, you know." Although they didn't say it explicitly, the two of them were already tacitly aware of their respective situations.